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The Fuck in Which They Gave

(The whole point to why he did it,
 Was not that he gave a fuck—
   But rather,
     To explicate the fuck in which he gave to do it.)
 
He said….
 
“It was hard to miss you—
 But I did.”
 
She sighed….
 
“I would watch what I say
 If I could see what I mean.”
 
(For this is the hardest part of the dream.)
 
He bowed his head and said with dread….
 
"I was paying attention to you
 So I didn’t hear me think,
And when I thought of what it was—
 It was too late to speak.”
 
She curdled inside as her knees grew weak.
 
(The whole point to why she said it,
 Was not that she gave a fuck—
   But rather,
     To explicate the fuck in which she gave to say it.)
 
Somewhere inside– they both skip when they try
 And decide that it’s better to deny what they hide.
 
The gears of this roller coaster grind when they slide—
 And it appears as if the track is out of whack on each side.
 
The blessing of love comes wrapped in a curse.
 
For love is the heaviest element in the Universe—
 And its paranormal distortion perpetually confirms….
 
The cows are not coming home.
 
 Their difference is blind.
It is simply the way everything is designed.
 
(There is a fine line between ghosts and your mind.)
 
For the point was not the point
 To which they finally came to save—
 
It was to overanalyze and trap
 The deepest fuck in which they gave.
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